[Challenge 16: Old Habits Die Hard
"Someone in Smallville changes an old habit. It can be a good habit or a bad one. Just show us what happens!"]
It had been thirteen years.
Every single night since the heavens had sent her a little boy to mother, Martha had peeked into his room. She'd awaken sometime between midnight and dawn and silently pad down the hallway, or lately even out to the barn, just to take a quick look, make sure her Clark was still breathing.
He'd been gone for months. She couldn't stop searching for him. Every night, two a.m., careful not to wake Jon, she'd look into his empty room, slip sandals onto her feet and go check the loft. Fruitless.
Today Jonathan learned something, loaded up the truck and Pete and swore to bring her boy back.
The house was empty. She made coffee and settled in the kitchen with a huge pile of mending. If she didn't sleep, she wouldn't wake up, wouldn't uselessly look for her son.
"Someone in Smallville changes an old habit. It can be a good habit or a bad one. Just show us what happens!"]
It had been thirteen years.
Every single night since the heavens had sent her a little boy to mother, Martha had peeked into his room. She'd awaken sometime between midnight and dawn and silently pad down the hallway, or lately even out to the barn, just to take a quick look, make sure her Clark was still breathing.
He'd been gone for months. She couldn't stop searching for him. Every night, two a.m., careful not to wake Jon, she'd look into his empty room, slip sandals onto her feet and go check the loft. Fruitless.
Today Jonathan learned something, loaded up the truck and Pete and swore to bring her boy back.
The house was empty. She made coffee and settled in the kitchen with a huge pile of mending. If she didn't sleep, she wouldn't wake up, wouldn't uselessly look for her son.